Tuesday, December 22, 2009

URBAN CASUALTY----BAJA URBANA copyright Carlos de la Parra.

He was shot right outside of the convenience store,and he lied on the sidewalk trembling; hisfriends were too scared to move him, lest he die if they did,so they just stared.The old guy from the hot dog stand was passing by pushing his cart,and he asked:"Is he drunk?"---No...he got shot...three times,point blank....the ambulance is on the way...---

---No...no time for ambulance...look at him----the old geezer said as he tore off the victim's shirt and showed them the three bullet holes with blood oozing out of his chest.----Oh crap!...I'll have to waste my good stuff on him,otherwise he'll be feeding the stray cats in a few minutes.---

So he pulls out of the hot dog cart this large toothpaste like tube and removes ,the cap andand plugs that stuff and squeezes it right into the punctures,it was like a thick green gel,once he filled all the injured areas with that ,he slapped him hard on the chest a few times,and the goopopped out into the sidewalk with the three bullets in it.

The two kids looked in disbelief,as their friend came back to consciousness.----What's that stuff you put in him?---

---Wound glue...that'll pull out a bullet and have the wound sealed and scarred in two minutes.-----Gee thank you sir...you saved Billy's life---said the youngest one.

---I don't want your gratitude...I'm keeping the beer ---he said taking the six pack out of Billy's hands.